Zhangsun Wuji had been exercising self-restraint and caution for his whole life, and he had never been drunk. However, any human would definitely be drunk at least once. It was the same as how it was impossible for a human to not make mistakes at all.
Furthermore, the wine entered his body like mercury, and it slowly devoured his organs.
The more he drank, the heavier his body felt. More wine spilled out as well, and in the end, he only drank half of the last jug. Suddenly, his sleeve jerked, and he clumsily threw the jug away. It crashed against a wall, and with a loud bang, the jug shattered into pieces.
Then, he leaned backward and fell from the tree.
He was drunk!
During the same night, someone was drunk for once, while someone else was exceptionally quiet and clear-headed.
Meng Fuyao sat upright in the dark room. There were many things lying on the floor, but she did not clear them. She just sat silently in the cold surroundings.
